Smoke In My Stilettos

[Verse 1] Gloss on my lip Razor on the tongue Silk on my skin Trouble on my lungs Heels on the floor Click-clack War drum Every eye locked in when I walk in (uh) [Pre-Chorus] You like danger dressed in perfume You like shadows lit by the moon Say my name like you might confess But you still lean in You still chase this [Chorus] I’m that smoke in my stilettos Cold heart Hot like the ghetto Midnight halo Black bandana Sweet talk laced with the bad manners I’m that ghost in your backseat Baby Hands up But you still can’t save me Pray soft But I move like a scandal Bassline sinner with a gold-handled candle (oh) [Verse 2] Cards on the table Ace up the sleeve Smile so polite while I make you bleed Chrome on the nail Kiss like a curse You want heaven I’ll hand you worse (yeah) [Pre-Chorus] You like danger dressed in perfume You like bruises shaped like the truth Say my name like a final bet But you still play on Haven’t lost yet [Chorus] I’m that smoke in my stilettos Cold heart Hot like the ghetto Midnight halo Black bandana Sweet talk laced with the bad manners I’m that ghost in your backseat Baby Hands up But you still can’t save me Pray soft But I move like a scandal Bassline sinner with a gold-handled candle (oh yeah)